[He twitches, a hitch in his breath as arms slide around him and Ed pulls himself in, pressed to his back. He goes very still as he listens, wishing Ed's effort to reassure him could soothe the sting of embarrassment. It shouldn't be Ed doing the thinking for the both of them; Oswald isn't really sure how he can when he's the one who has been hard and wanting for long enough.]
...I don't know what's gotten into me. [He's slow to soften into Ed's chest, very aware of his cock nestled against him though he understands now that penetration can't or won't be as spontaneous an event as he thought it might be.] I wanted to help.
[He adds, lamely. While not untrue, it's only part of an explanation he feels the need to offer.]
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Date: 2020-01-12 08:29 am (UTC)...I don't know what's gotten into me. [He's slow to soften into Ed's chest, very aware of his cock nestled against him though he understands now that penetration can't or won't be as spontaneous an event as he thought it might be.] I wanted to help.
[He adds, lamely. While not untrue, it's only part of an explanation he feels the need to offer.]